Game Of Thrones Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And then, faint, like a whisper dragged through the wind, Jace’s voice. “The bridge has crossed. She’s mine now.” The words echoed through the smoking ruins as Thorne's last wall fell, and I dropped to my knees in the dust, the bond still burning in my chest, but empty.

Together, they symbolized the unity between the werewolves and lycans, bridging the gap between their two realms. As the celebrations continued, Alessia found herself reflecting on the transformative journey she had undertaken. She had grown from a young maid with unrequited love to a powerful and influential figure within the Convergence. Alessia's dreams of being with Phoenix had faded into the background, replaced by a newfound purpose and a love that surpassed her wildest imaginings.

she screams at me. “I, Maeve Holstin, daughter of Norman and LeAnn Cross, sister to Meadow and Tate Cross, and mate to Alexander Holstin, have every right. I am the rightful Priestess of the Coven of the Night Garden. You were never their true leader,” I say, realizing that it’s true. The witches told me that the Cross family was known to have very powerful magic, but I hadn’t realized the extent of that until I tapped into Levana’s magic through Angel.

Adam said before heading off with his payment. “Thanatos, move the bridge to her new quarters, and have my kitty Kat meet me in there when Gia is cleansed and ready to be awakened,” I commanded. “Yes, my Lord,” he replied. Kat or Katie is one of my current toys. She is a vampire that has lured many men in her time to suck the life out of them, literally. A short while after I put together this hidden fortress, she walked into my throne room, with her sultry lips, hips swaying, and arousal practically leaking from her pussy, and I knew she would be fun. Having given her a made-up title and responsibility to keep me pleasured, she has been loyal to only giving herself to me. The fun I will hav

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

" I said leaving the door open and going back to sit by the window, it was already late and the lights coming from the various houses in the estate was all that I could make out, I checked my phone hoping that Ginna had replied to me but still there wasn't a response, and I was going to leave for Arizona tomorrow, if she didn't meet up with me then I am going to have to ask Cross instead, but I will do that when we are in Arizona, I texted her that I will be leaving by eleven am that if she wants to still talk to me it has to be before then. "I got something for you," Cross said as he walked into my room I got out the window and went to sit on the couch and he dropped the tray of food In fro

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

"No, that's not possible. I'm not – I can't be – " "You are." The healer stood. "The poison responds to your blood the same way it would respond to his fated mate's blood. Perhaps better, given the ritual's involvement." "But I'm not his fated mate." Gianna looked between the healer and Nolan. "I'm already married to another Alpha. I'm Cyrus's wife. I'm Valemont's Luna." The healer said nothing. Gianna turned to Nolan. "You're the one who denied my divorce. You said the marriage was about stability and alliances. You said I couldn't walk away."

It was best to introduce myself first, in case he had no idea what was going on. "Lucas, my name is Sabrina Pierce. I'm your fiancée." There was a brief two-second pause, as if he were searching his memory for my name. When he spoke again, his voice had turned cold. "Fiancée? What fiancée? Anyone entering the Hunt residence must have an invitation. Otherwise, it's trespassing." Then his voice softened again. "Queenie, don't be upset. It's just a ring. When I get back, I'll buy you another one."

"She wouldn't have wanted this." Something shifted behind the mask. "She wanted me," he said. "The Goddess took her. I am taking her back." "Through me." "You are her," he said simply. "Her blood. Her face. Her power. The Goddess gave her a second chance and I am—" "I am not her," I said. "I am Remi Olandria Cross from Riverside Pack and I crashed a wedding and accidentally killed someone and got dragged into a marriage and fell in love with a man I was supposed to hate." I looked at him. "That's who I am. Not your second chance. Not your ritual. Me."